Grand Daddy I.U. - Dominos Lyrics
Aight, let's go...Yo UWhat's your response to the MC's down there on the corner, manTalkin about doin you somethin, manWhat's up with that?First of all, manNo MC in the world can get with this, geeYeah, I know that, but you knowWell, this guy is talkin that foolishnessI tell you what, geeYo, line em up[ VERSE 1 ]Turn on your radio, here we go againIt's time for the U to flow againMellow and smooth, blowin cool like a summer breezeJust like leaves from the trees, you dumb MC'sAre gone with the windWhen I blow, you'll all endSo fasten your seatbelt, sit back and hold onBrace yourself and prepare to get rolled onAnd I'ma take it to your deathWatch you scream till your very last breathI get vexed and explode like a bombCatchin more bodies than VietnamThe mic's a fuse, and my brain is the dynamiteIgnitin when type MC's keep tryin to writeRhymes like UYou can't swing it, you're doo-dooTalkin a lotta stuff, but that's not enoughIt takes action, and you ain't got enoughSo when you come, bring a armyEven your mommy, and you still can't harm meCause fake MC's, enemies, and foesI just smack em and watch em fall like dominos(Back-slap ya all down like y'all were dominos)--> Slick Rick[ VERSE 2 ]Who's the smoothest, that's the questionIf you don't know, then keep guessinYou're not sure? Well, here's a clueIt's one letter - the UMy technique and talent perplexesWhile my rhyme flexes from here to TexasHandsome and tallYou wanna battle? Come one, come allI crush your world while your girlfriend swings lowGet with this? Yo, I don't think soSo take a step to the backWhat, is you stupid, or is it crack?My brain flows and grows like a embryoSuckers are frontin, but they don't really knowWhat damagin a mic's about1-2-3 strikes - you're outWhat I recite will ignite like sulfurBite - you might catch a ulcerSo take this advice for your personal safetyDrop your mic and get the hell away from meCause enemies and foesI just smack em and watch em fall like dominos[ VERSE 3 ]Nice and easy, yeah, that's how it ought to beIf it ain't smooth, it ain't raw to meGive me a mellow beat and a basslineRhymes combined make you move your waistlineSo listen as the rhyme is saidBut you don't have to dance, just bop your headDaddy U's as smooth as smooth can getBodies movin, it proves that the groove's a hitA vocal tone don't get no crisperLoud and clear even if I whisperSo give me a slow pace, beat with a low bassAnd pass the mic and I ain't goin no placeI won't fatigue, take a pause, or retireEnergy flows to me from a microphone wireSoon as it's plugged up, couples are hugged upTouch the U? Boy, you must be drugged upCause fake MC's, enemies, and foesI just smack em and watch em fall like dominos
